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I type with only five fingers. Truly it is only four fingers but I use the left thumb as a prop so I count it.
I kind of miss the Yeti. He has not contacted me in well over a year, so I can only assume that he is dead and the inheritance shall be all mine.
I get more and more emails from people I don’t know because of this blog.
Little Man has taken his fight with sleep to new heights, and it seems that he has enlisted his nose into the fight.
Sometimes when I cannot think of a topic to write on, I call Wifey. Sometimes I just sit and wait for inspiration. Wifey is much more effective.
The problem with being mauled by a vampire bear is that if one is not ursine in nature one does not enter the realm of the undead, one is just plain old dead… horribly disfigured-ly disgustingly bloodlessly dead.
Coming up with ideas for Christmas presents is not nearly as easy as it was when I collected and played with toys as a kid.
Almost dozing off at your desk whilst at work is bad. Almost dozing off at you desk whilst at work in a meeting with your boss is a political statement.
I need to make the family Christmas Cards soon and Wifey doesn’t want me to focus the family as the 4 Horsemen of the Apocalypse. What’s the point of having 4 family members if you can’t make them look like War, Famine, Pestilence, and Death on a holiday card?
Little Man has turned a corner on kids TV programming and I am not sure I like it.
Of all the natural hazards out there, none are so amazingly un-sexy as “slump.”
Looking back on it, I would be much richer if I were paid more.
What I don’t understand about lightsabers is
There is not enough time in the day to get everything done.
Little Man likes the show Extreme Trains on the History Channel. I define “likes” as “constantly obsesses about” in this instance.
Being famous would be nice, especially concerning free shit.
To recap:
I could have made this a recap post
I am so stupid
I hate flossing
Those tow statements are separate statements
They should not be read as “I am so stupid, I hate flossing”
Even though it may be what you think there is no provable causality indicated
Listening to Let it Die by the Foo Fighters
I kind of miss the Yeti. He has not contacted me in well over a year, so I can only assume that he is dead and the inheritance shall be all mine.
I get more and more emails from people I don’t know because of this blog.
Little Man has taken his fight with sleep to new heights, and it seems that he has enlisted his nose into the fight.
Sometimes when I cannot think of a topic to write on, I call Wifey. Sometimes I just sit and wait for inspiration. Wifey is much more effective.
The problem with being mauled by a vampire bear is that if one is not ursine in nature one does not enter the realm of the undead, one is just plain old dead… horribly disfigured-ly disgustingly bloodlessly dead.
Coming up with ideas for Christmas presents is not nearly as easy as it was when I collected and played with toys as a kid.
Almost dozing off at your desk whilst at work is bad. Almost dozing off at you desk whilst at work in a meeting with your boss is a political statement.
I need to make the family Christmas Cards soon and Wifey doesn’t want me to focus the family as the 4 Horsemen of the Apocalypse. What’s the point of having 4 family members if you can’t make them look like War, Famine, Pestilence, and Death on a holiday card?
Little Man has turned a corner on kids TV programming and I am not sure I like it.
Of all the natural hazards out there, none are so amazingly un-sexy as “slump.”
Looking back on it, I would be much richer if I were paid more.
What I don’t understand about lightsabers is
There is not enough time in the day to get everything done.
Little Man likes the show Extreme Trains on the History Channel. I define “likes” as “constantly obsesses about” in this instance.
Being famous would be nice, especially concerning free shit.
To recap:
I could have made this a recap post
I am so stupid
I hate flossing
Those tow statements are separate statements
They should not be read as “I am so stupid, I hate flossing”
Even though it may be what you think there is no provable causality indicated
Listening to Let it Die by the Foo Fighters
Labels: mad ramblings
2 Comments:
Clearly not all of these are failed post beginnings. For example, "I type with only five fingers." seemed to do well enough to get you off on this rant.
Maybe stop reading Godel.
And curiously, I have recently come to actually enjoy flossing for the first time in 40 years. I have no idea why.
(PS all of these except the first one were failed comment beginnings)
You crack me up something fierce
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